Chapter 399: Chapter 399

He Qimo was talking about taking birth control pills, and Shen Jian妮 had no objections, anyway, she didn’t want to have a child for him.

If she really did get pregnant, she absolutely wouldn’t give birth, she’d strangle it the first chance she got!

But this attitude of waking up and turning his back...

Shen Jian妮 was so furious she was beside herself.

Yet He Qimo insisted on telling her which places in the villa she couldn’t go, and what things she couldn’t touch.

During the first few instructions, Shen Jian妮 was still listening.

After more instructions, Shen Jian妮’s anger started to erupt uncontrollably.

Damn it, she couldn’t go anywhere, why did he bring her back here? To squat?

Shen Jian妮’s gaze was sharp.

He Qimo naturally detected something through that glare, feeling stifled, as if a knot was stuck in his heart.

He tugged at his tie, and for a moment, He Qimo didn’t know why every time he said three words to Shen Jian妮, he wanted to fight.

But he truly had no desire for another fuss.

So without further ado, while buttoning his cuff, he walked over to the table, picked up a watch and put it on, tossing out "That’s all." before turning to walk out.

Shen Jian妮 frowned deeply, wishing for that bastard to leave as quickly as possible.

However, halfway through, He Qimo looked at the clothes strewn all over the floor and the bedroom, which was a chaotic mess.

Unable to resist, he stopped, frowned deeply, and said, "Before I come back, you’d better clean up my clothes, wash and iron them. If I find any of my clothes ruined, lost, or dirty and wrinkled when I return, you’ll be in trouble!"

The threat made Shen Jian妮’s eyes widen in shock.

Yet He Qimo added another sentence, "You’d better do it yourself!"

Then He Qimo walked out the door and slammed it shut with a "bang."

In an instant, Shen Jian妮’s anger soared to Mount Blaze.

Looking at her body, which had been thoroughly taken advantage of, her waist hurt so much she couldn’t straighten up, and she still had to work.

She grabbed a pillow and threw it towards the door.

"He Qimo! You bastard!"

Outside the door, the quick slam helped He Qimo close it faster, feeling the slight trembling force from his grip on the door handle.

Thinking about how he once had a gentle, considerate image with women, at worst, he was seen as cute and obedient, now it was completely overturned; he shook his head in disbelief and went downstairs.

When he reached the living room, just as Liang Xi drove up, he glanced over and went straight outside.

Zhou Huimei was anxious, unusually wearing an apron, looking like a tender, charming housewife, she ran over with warmth, "Qi Mo, Mom made a table full of dishes for you, have lunch before..."

He Qimo was already in the car, and as he closed the door, he looked at her, "No need, I can’t afford it, don’t want to waste your time, go ahead and get your beauty treatment." And he ordered Liang Xi to drive away.

As the car drove off, Zhou Huimei suddenly recalled the time when He Qimo was ten and in middle school, once coming back from boarding school.

He Yuan’s business was extremely difficult, often going far to run errands and get work done, while she was upset with the failed investment she had persuaded, losing money, worsening her mood, and the current situation He Yuan couldn’t reverse made her even more anxious about the enormous debt.

That day, it was unclear if He Qimo had watched TV or was fed up with continually eating school meals, suddenly said to her, "Mom, can you make me a meal? I want to eat a meal cooked by you; my classmates often have family come to school to bring meals. I..."

At that time, she was in a hurry to get a beauty treatment, didn’t wait for He Qimo to finish speaking, and said, "Mom doesn’t have time to cook, plus the steam and oil from cooking would damage mom’s skin. I’ve left you money, just order takeout." And she rushed off. Read full story at N()velFire.net

From that day on, she found that He Qimo’s gaze towards her had grown cold. Later, facing her divorce from He Yuan due to family downfall and seeing He Qimo’s gaze grew even colder.

Later, she found a somewhat wealthy "man" and made some money.

He Qimo no longer spoke to her.

Until he grew up, and then she remarried He Yuan.

She suddenly remembered, for eighteen years, He Qimo truly hadn’t once said since he was ten, "Mom, I want to eat XXXX..."